He was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.
We are healed. And it didn't end here, because He is alive. With us. In our hearts. Waiting for us in our eternal home. All we have to do is believe.
If that isn't "good," I don't know what is. Happy Easter!